I know almost nothing about Coolidge, sad to say. When it comes to the Roaring Twenties, I know about baseball and Capone, that’s about it!
Speaking of that, when my grandmother’s friends got married (late 1920s), they went on their honeymoon to Chicago (from St. Louis). They checked into this nice hotel because it seemed unusually inexpensive. No sooner had they been there for a short while when down the stairs comes an entourage of men with guns... surrounding none other than Al Capone, whom they immediately recognized. My grandmother’s friends swiftly checked out of the Lexington Hotel. Little did they realize that it was probably the single safest hotel to stay at in Chicago. Nobody was going to mess with Al.